Just because you don't have cable, doesn't mean you can't be a TV addict.

So since we've been in our new place, I have been on the weirdest clean schedule. It's actually quite horrible. Most nights, I sleep only a few hours if I sleep at all and other nights I'm in bed by 8 pm. I know it's partially my own fault because I get addicted to TV shows... so much so that I keep my eyes pried open to finish the whole season. Each cliffhanger makes me crazy and I NEED to see more. I'm nuts, I know. We don't have cable. We use our Blu-ray to stream from Netflix, Hulu, and Amazon Prime. I am cool with that but I run out of shows and then move onto the next seasons of my addiction. In the last month I've watched all the seasons of Suits, Drop Dead Diva, Covert Affairs, and Scandal. I'm stumped now as to what to watch next.

Anyways, besides my TV issues, I've been doing some projects! I start homeschooling Isla tomorrow and I am insanely excited about it. I adapted a curriculum from Teachers Pay Teachers (A to Z Toddler Curriculum) and added activities that I wanted to teach her and it worked out really well. I like the activities she provided and that it included a bible verse, but it was easy for me to add stuff based on the theme. You could use the curriculum in full or as a basis. It's very versatile.

I also have an awesome project I started tonight that will be up before the end of the week :) Stay tuned !

It's been a while..

Ok, so I'm incredibly bad at this. 

But, I promise I was keeping busy. I've taken a short hiatus from my own blog to write on a blog called Peach State Moms Blog. It was a lot of fun and it really taught me a lot of stuff to bring back here to my lovely little quiet blog.

Anyways, we have moved... again! Thus the life of the military family. We are now in the deep south of Georgia and so far, we like it a bit. We've been here only a few weeks and have no friends, family, anybody... but we are hosting a playdate on Saturday so there's hope. 

The monkeys are big. Isla is 2 and nearly potty trained. I'm shocked that I have a child old enough to be out of diapers. It seems like the last two years have just flown by. Cole is just about 10 months old and crazy as ever. He has just begun walking and has 4, almost 5 teeth. They are beautiful and they mean everything to me. 

Their joint birthday party on 7/7

Joseph is deployed still. We are missing him but we got to see him for a few weeks about a month or so ago. We have 7 months left and are counting down. He and I got to spend some quality time together while he was home. It was amazing. 

Joseph and I at a Braves game.

I am really looking forward to his homecoming. But for now, I am working hard at getting our new place beautiful-ized. I have a lot that I want to write about over the course of the next few months. I hope to share some projects, recipes, and general household stuff. And also my ideas for toddler homeschool, as I will be, somehow, starting to homeschool Isla between work come September. I hope that my blog itself will grow and that I can help someone, anyone in some way; whether it be a tutorial for a project I complete or just in knowing that you are not alone! I hope particularly that I can be a good point person for new military spouses. 

So bare with me as I start to get this blog going again! 

Weekends are rough!

 We made it through our first weekend without Joseph and lemme just say it was rough! Thank God for my sister-in-law, who let us practically spend the whole weekend with her! I tried to keep busy and we were actually able to talk to him a lot so it wasn't horrible. It's just inevitable that I'm going to miss him.

The other very difficult part of this is having two very young children all on my own. I feel like I constantly get disapproving looks when out, like people are thinking "what the hell is wrong with this lady trying to do this herself". Then all they can think to say is "you've got your hands full". Well yes, yes I do. Please if you see someone with two young children DO NOT say this to them. We know our hands are full.... believe me. You don't need to remind us at that point when the baby is shrieking and the toddler is throwing herself to the floor during a fit.

In other news,Valentine's Day is upon us. I finished the kids' Valentines for school and they came out super cute. I got both ideas on Pinterest. The goldfish one can be found here and the fruit pouch one can be found here. They were super easy to do and perfect since Cole and Isla have a toddler class and an infant class.

We have a good amount of activities planned for the coming weeks including a visit from my parents and some play dates!  Hopefully it will keep our minds off the time and make it fly!

D-Day has come and gone...Day 1 without Daddy.

It happened.

That day we were hoping would never come, did.



Deployment day.


Yesterday, Joseph boarded a long flight overseas. I cried, he cried, and Isla gave kisses. I drove home from the airport thinking, "Man, a year is soooo long. How am I going to take care of these babies, and work, and do it all.... by myself?" The thought of it was scaring the crap out of me. Until I got home.
I spent a few hours cleaning, organizing, and getting ready for the single parent life. I let Isla skip a nap and put her down at her old normal bedtime of 7 pm thinking maybe I could get her back on schedule easily. At 2 am, she was up. Screaming. I brought her into bed with me and then she woke up Cole. So here we are, all three of us up at 2 am. I know I was missing daddy and I'm sure Miss Isla was too. Cole is partial to me at nighttime, so I know where his allegiance lied. It took about 3 hours of drum playing, crying, and feeding for the 2 of them and myself to all be asleep, semi-peacefully in the same king-sized bed. I, of course, was in the middle squished and wondering how two such tiny people could make me feel so uncomfortable in such a large bed.
But I know we will get used to it, even if every night it ends up that the 3 of us are sleeping in that bed together. And before we know it, he will be home again. I'm prepared for it to be difficult some days. I'm prepared to break down once in a while, it's inevitable. But, we will make the best of it.
This morning, we all rolled out of bed around 8am. I got the kids ready for school. Their teachers were so happy to see them and when I picked up they said they really enjoyed music class. Miraculously, when we got home, I fed them both lunch and they both went down for a nap. Then we played, watched Tangled, and had dinner with family. I almost didn't cry.


Isla and Daddy




Spending some time with Daddy before we left.




Clapping




Big Hugs :(




Right after Daddy told Cole to take care of things while he's gone!


That was until I got my camera out and looked through these pictures. I know he was so upset in them, you can see it in his face. As much as I am going through, I know he is going through it ten times more. I can not imagine being away from our sweet babies so long. He has to be so strong.

If you think of it, say a little prayer for him tonight.

I got to skype with him a few times and it was nice to check-in and know he made it safely. He's getting settled and these first few weeks will be rough for him. I know it will go quickly though and before we know it, we'll have him home again!

Southern livin'

We are officially in Georgia and all I have to say is thank goodness!! I don't know why but it has occurred to me that I am really good at setting myself up for failure. For some reason, I told myself I was going to get here and do all these fabulous things and be set-up in a day. Well.... let me just say, it certainly did not happen that way. We have been to our storage unit multiple times trying to find everything the kids and I need during our stay here. I still feel like we aren't completely organized. And our schedules? They are so out of whack that it isn't even funny. Now, we all are sick. It just adds to the fun! But really, I love it here. I love the sun and warmth despite it being winter. I love the southern hospitality. I love that no one looks at you weird when you say "No thank you, ma'am". It's just so nice!


But then there is the impending doom, the reason we are here.... because in one week, my husband, my partner, my love will be leaving, for a year. I can't even stand it. Lately, all my inadequacies have been coming to a head and I really feel like I just can't do it without him. I feel like alone, I will fail our children. Again, I'm setting myself up for failure. See a recurring theme here?

I feel like I am not the only mother that does this. I feel like there are so many of us wannabe perfectionists that think the only way to not screw our kids up is to throw together pinterest projects for every school function and make our own baby food, soap, clothes, etc. When in reality all my child really needs/wants is for me to play her the sound board on her Charlie Brown's Christmas book and give her sweets every so often. So why am I so crazy? Who knows but at least I know there are a million moms out there doing the same thing.

Anyways, we're enjoying our last week with daddy, tornado warnings, ER visits, and all....

No idea how!

Here we are in January! Where did the whole month of December go? Between the holidays and preparing for our move, things have been busy to say the least. Luckily, one of my New Years resolutions is to come here more often!

But really, tonight I felt compelled to write. I have been thinking a lot about new beginnings lately. With the start of the new year and our move, it seems like the absolute best time to turn things around. Don't get me wrong, I don't feel like a complete disaster who needs a complete 360 but I believe it's important to give yourself performance reviews every so often to see where you stand. So that is exactly what I have done. I sat down and really thought about the past year; I thought about what is most important to me, what I need to accomplish in this life, and how I want to be remembered. All this contemplation brought me to this point, this post, and these goals for this year:

1. Be a more supportive and loving wife.
While all wives should support their husbands, as their husbands should support them, military wives should support their husbands 100 more times. You can not understand or fathom the type of support that is necessary when your husband is about to leave you and his children for months at a time. You not only have to congratulate your husband's achievements at work, but help him to reach them. I can't tell you how many times I've bypassed the cookies because my husband is a week away from a pt test. This is probably one of my most difficult feats. I sometimes get selfish and forget about my role as my husband's main support system, as I'm sure many of us do. I want to work at catching my missteps and find new ways to build upon the love and support I bring to my marriage.

2. Have more patience for my children.
I have, especially lately, found myself being short with my toddler. Some days I find myself getting insanely frustrated and a slew of nos and don'ts free flow from my mouth. This is the same for my baby and his "fussy times". Parenting is no joke. Sleep is a gift, not promised and on any given day all of your belongings can be strewn throughout your house leaving you to spend all of that very short nap time, cleaning up. It's difficult and I am no super mom. I get frustrated. I can get snippy. And sometimes I need to walk away for a minute. I hope this year I can work on that. I hope I can walk away before I get into my no-fest. I want to focus on learning ways to handle my toddler's new found behaviors and help guide her to be an independent, yet respectful person. 

3. Focus on my own well being, my hobbies, and my career.
All to often, I hear mothers talking about things they want to do but never have time to do. This is me too. My children see the doctor for regular check-ups but I can't tell you the last time I had one. As mothers, we always put aside our needs and wants for our children. For the most part, this is wonderful and sometimes necessary. But it is also necessary for us to take care of ourselves, to keep ourselves physically, socially, mentally, and spiritually fulfilled. This year I want to focus on myself, even if only a little bit. I want to make a point to get my check up, to hit the gym often, to divulge in my hobbies, and get myself some gifts here and there.

4. Have a lot of fun!
I swear, I went into labor and delivery the day Isla was born laughing, having a good time, being playful with my husband, and just generally enjoying myself and then there she was. I left the hospital uptight and dare I say it, boring and UN-fun. It is no big secret that I am a tad bit type A and having children took my craziness from 0 to 60 almost immediately. My husband often tries to clue me in when I'm being too uptight about things, which is quite often. He is still young at heart and can enjoy himself often without much worry (I'm a tad jealous). While I do believe there needs to be one person who has it together, I also believe in keeping yourself from worrying constantly. With that being said, I hope that I can unbuckle my seatbelt (only metaphorically, I'm trying to be fun not dangerous) this year and stop being such a worry wart.

5. Build my spiritual relationship with God and share it with my children.
I really think this is totally self explanatory. Church, prayer, and some bible study.

6.Embrace our new surroundings and take in all the offerings.
With the changes in scenery we will be getting in the coming weeks and then again in a year, I hope to partake in everything. I want to explore eateries, museums, beaches, and antique stores. I want to meet people and see the sights. I want to just take it all in. And lets not forget collecting/creating/showcasing evidence of our travels :)

Yup, so there it is. My goals for 2013. I doubt many of you hung on through all my blabbing. If you did, I hope this motivates you :)